Facing Marquis Voban
As soon as they entered the building, Wu Ming and Erica were attacked by a large number of undead.
After slashing the last undead with
After seeing Erica destroy the last undead, Wu Ming hung up the phone.
"Good job, Erica." Wu Ming uttered a compliment.
"It is an honor to be a subordinate to pave the way for his king," Erica said with a charming smile.
"Even if you say so, these undead are all enemies at the level of a great knight, and they are nominally the strongest fighting force below a Campione."
Wu Ming was right, each of these materialized undead possessed the strength of a Great knight who was the highest level below a Campione.
And Erika who was only 16 years old, had reached the level of a great knight, and because of her loyalty to Wu Ming, she won the title of Diavolo Rosso.
The reason why it was said to be the strongest fighting force under the Campione was because there was now another level, which was -
The former Diavolo Rosso, along with Alice, Erica uncle, face Black Prince Alec the Campione, Paolo Blandelli who was promoted to Paladin for his actions against the Campione.
Since Paolo level had reached the highest level of a great knight, and then the opponent was a Campione, then the Witenagemot sage Council had updated a new level, namely Paladin.
It could be said that this level of Paladin was specially made for Paolo. As for who else would fight against Campione in the future, perhaps they would also be promoted to Paladins.
Because the doctrine that humans could not defeat Campione was deeply rooted in people hearts, therefore, the Paladin level was set for those who were above the Great Knights, but not Campione.
And Erica who is only sixteen years old can reach the level of a great knight, plus her character is also quite good, which shows how good Erica is as a knight.
"Of course, but it would be best if you left these people to me. I, Erica Blandelli, will definitely smooth things over for my king." At this moment, Erica was like a little lioness full of pride.
"Yeah, wait for the next time. I'm in a hurry. I can't wait to meet this old man."
After that, Wu Ming and Erica climbed the stairs leading to a higher level.
"Was it just Lord Salvatore summons?" Erica asked Wu Ming while she was on his way.
"Un, he the only one who can find out my number and call me." Wu Ming looked a little tired at this time and sighed.
After being passed out by Wu Ming, Salvatore Doni stayed for almost three days before waking up.
The first thing Salvatore Doni did after waking up was to call Wu Ming.
At this time, Wu Ming came to Marquis Voban building, so Wu Ming called and Erica cleared the undead.
"What that man said,
Erica smiled, and a charming smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Lord Salvatore has considered you a formidable foe. You should know that Lord Salvatore is an idiot when it comes to swordsmanship. If he can remember your name, it means that he has considered you a formidable enemy."
In fact, Erica was right. Salvatore Doni fell into a coma after the meeting. Although there was a certain amount of luck and he was unfamiliar with Wu Ming, he believed that losing was losing.
The result naturally became Wu Ming and was remembered by Salvatore Doni.
"I also wanted to ask him if he knows Marquis Voban Divine Authority, but this person said to me,
"I was stupid trying to rely on that idiot…"
Erica laughed: "Wu Ming is more like a human than a Heretic God and a Campione."
Wu Ming couldn't help but think about his previous life.
If it wasn't for him being picked up by the old dean, and now uncertain as to what he would become, it would probably be even stranger that there was no one to take care of him, and he would have utterly underestimated humanity. Because of that, Wu Ming had great respect for this deceased old dean.
Even though Wu Ming was indeed a problem child.
Wu Ming could not look down on humans now, thanks to the people he met.
As Wu Ming second most respected person and his skill instructor, Scathach was naturally very important to Wu Ming.
Ireland, Britain, Uruk, Nazarick, France, and Fuyuki.
Wu Ming recalled the land he had experienced, and thought of the various characters he had encountered. Thinking of this, he was in a much better mood, and even the fighting spirit wanting to fight Marquis Voban decreased.
"That's because I have a bond."
Seeing Wu Ming who was smiling so brilliantly, Erica was also dumbfounded, and then smiled.
"So, can I also participate as a bond."
Wu Ming smiled and did not answer.
Erica saw the answer in Wu Ming eyes.
For some reason, the enemy did not stop him at all, and neither Wu Ming nor Erica encountered any enemies along the way.
Finally, when Wu Ming and Erica almost reached the top floor, a young girl walked out of the darkness.
"So it's you, Lily."
It seemed that it was someone Erica knew, and seeing her take out a silver sword, Wu Ming didn't say much, and headed straight for the top floor.
"Leave it to you, Erica."
"Yes my king."
Erica saw Wu Ming leave, then she looked at Liliana.
"It was fate to meet you here. I think the rumors that you went to Marquis Voban are false."
Liliana looked at Erica with a serious face, holding a silver sword, and said: "There is no need to recall the past. I have received orders from Marquis Voban to come and stop you."
"Although I can't stop the Heretic King from advancing, I can stop you from advancing." As she said, Liliana sword began to glow.
"Really, then give it a try."
Erica held the rapier in front of her, and then continued.
"It's time for a duel, Cuore di Leone (The Heart of the Lion)!"
"My wings. The steel that became the shape of my ghost sword! Il Maestro (The Master), give me strength!"
As the two geniuses of the two magic associations in Italy, and the entourage of the two kings, Erica and Liliana began to fight for their own king.
....
On the upper level is an empty hall. In the center of the hall was an elaborate and sophisticated magic circle. In the center sat a girl in a ceremonial dress with long chestnut hair.
In the center of the interior of the hall, a thin but shrewd old man sat there.
Wu Ming walked slowly to this level like a leisurely stroll in a garden.
In the darkness, Marquis Voban vertical green pupils flashed sly eyes, and the place where his eyes looked was Wu Ming.
Wu Mingke looked at Marquis Voban, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere began to become anxious.
Only the chestnut-haired girl shivered under the pressure of the two kings.